Cosma Empire

"Uncle Wood...", the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, Colt looked at the visitor with a somewhat fierce expression, and just when he was about to say something ugly, one of the two people who came in took off the dome The top hat, revealing the meticulous and shiny hair. As long as he saw this hair, Colt knew who was coming, because he was so familiar with this head. Standing up quickly, speaking by the way, showing a respectful look, he hurried over to take Wood's hat and windbreaker, and hung them on the hanger beside him.

Although Wood doesn't like this cheap nephew, he has to admit that even if you show disgust on his face and utter bad words, he can still walk around you with his tongue shaking his head and tail. This shameless guy has reached the highest level of a shameless person. His face softened a little, and he looked at Colt's office. Wood, who claims to be a decent person, has always dressed himself like a gentleman since he made his fortune, and like a gentleman, he has strict requirements on the lives of himself and the people around him.

It's nice to have a bookcase full of books with two glass windows in the office. Books are the steps of human progress, and reading more books is good for people. There are still specimens of male antelope hanging on the wall. The huge horns are hideous and terrifying. Even carnivorous beasts in nature will avoid the majestic ram when they see it. But it hangs here, which shows that in nature, it is still weak to human beings.

The fairly elegant office made Wood nodded in satisfaction. He walked behind the desk and sat down directly. Colt greeted Wood's servants while grinding coffee beans for Wood, "It's rare for you to come here once. Is there something I need to do? As long as you ask, it must be a one-sentence matter, and I will definitely try my best to do it." As for whether hard work can be achieved, that is another matter. There must be something in return.

Wood has long been accustomed to Colt's habit of stealing, raping, and playing tricks. If his wife didn't like this nephew very much, he would have sent Colt to the meat factory long ago.

"Do you have first love and snow elves here?" Wood put his hands on the table and looked at Colt.

Colt nodded without any shirk and said: "Yes, I just bought a batch recently, which almost used up all my savings!" He seemed to sigh, "Although the things are expensive, the sales volume is not bad. What, do you also know this new wine?"

Wood's temper is already very good. If he was ten years younger, he would immediately pick up the crystal ashtray weighing more than ten kilograms on the table and smash it at it. I didn't come to ask you to pay back the money, let alone ask you to borrow money. What does it mean to say that you have no money?

Taking a deep breath, these are trivial matters, not worthy of his anger, and he asked, "Do you know that Guart man named Graf?"

Hearing Wood ask about Graff, Colt understood that Wood had nothing to do with him this time, and the smile on his face became a little more sincere. While putting the coffee pot on the fire, he walked to the chair beside him. Sit down, "Of course I do. Graff is well-known among the Guarts, and he is a warm-hearted person. He is now in charge of the first love and the business of the snow elves."

Wood looked at Colt, "Very well, you find a way to tell him that the first love and the snow elves are sold out, and ask him to send another batch."

Colt was taken aback, and immediately understood what happened. He also knew very well about Wood's business. He heard from his aunt that he had also dealt with Wood. It is precisely because he knows what Wood is doing that he is not at all worried that he will be involved in this war. With Wood's contacts and methods, it is enough to make the people behind Graff bow their heads honestly.

Thinking of this, Colt's heart became hot. He moved his chair and leaned forward, asking curiously and ingratiatingly, "Did he offend you? What a damn Guart, a countryman Bitch!\

,"He cursed Graff a few words, and then continued: "I don't have any objection if you want to deal with Graff... But after what he did, can I be the agent of this new product?"

The originally extinguished thoughts surged up again, stronger than before. If he can get Wood's support this time, he can completely rely on these two wines to become a new player in Tenell City, second only to the Big Three. Great attraction. But when he saw Wood gave him a disgusted look and shook his head, he knew it was over.

Leaning back on the chair lazily, he said with an angry face: "Uncle Wood, it's not that I don't want to help you. You should have listened to me just now. My working capital is all on this batch of goods. So there is no money to pay for the new batch of wine for the time being."

If you can't reap the benefits too much, then drink some soup first, and besides, it will cost a lot of money to buy the goods once. Just like the previous time, although only one-third of the deposit was paid, it was still a lot of money!

Sure enough, the corners of Wood's eyes twitched twice, he took out his checkbook and looked up at Colt, the expression on his face showed how much he hated Colt, as much as he hated Colt. Colt smiled indifferently, "Fifteen thousand!"

"Is that how you talk to me?" Wood frowned, and a drop of ink dripped on the checkbook. He only heard that it seemed to cost more than ten yuan a bottle, but no matter how he calculated it, it was impossible to charge fifteen thousand yuan?

Colt had an innocent expression on his face, "It's only a hundred boxes... and uncle, maybe you can earn the money back!"

This amount of money is not small, but there is nothing wrong with what Carter said. The money was given to Graf, as long as he followed him to his family, Graf and his family did not need to continue to live, and the money would naturally return to his own pocket. He changed a checkbook with a large face value, wrote a check for six thousand yuan, and threw it to Colt, "This is a deposit, do you think I haven't done business myself?"

Colt smiled and didn't dare to answer back. He picked up the check and flicked it, and put it in his pocket with a smile. At the same time, he walked to the corridor outside the office door, grabbed a rope and pulled it hard. The other end of the rope was behind the bar, and every time he pulled the rope, the bell hanging there would remember, and the bar staff would come over when they heard it.

After a while, a short big boy ran over while wiping his hands with a towel, "Mr. Colter!"

"Find any guarts on the road and tell them to tell Graff to bring a hundred cases of wine, and I will give you enough deposit." As he spoke, Colt took out two fifty cents from his pocket. He put one of the coins into the big boy's hand first, "This is the benefit for you to run errands." Then he put the other one in, "This is for you to give those guart Damn, they're not going to run errands for you for nothing, get it?"

The big boy immediately nodded excitedly, grabbed two coins and ran out.

Most of the Guarts live on the King's Road side, not very far from here. The name King's Road may sound like a rich area. In fact, the people who live on King's Road are poor people, and it is a poor area. People who live in the slums basically know or have heard of the families who live in the neighborhood. But as those rich people living in Maixiang Garden, they may not even know how many people live across from their house.

The richer the more indifferent, this is almost a common problem in all worlds.

The big boy quickly found a guart and gave him twenty points, "Please tell Graf that the Wild Rose Bar needs a hundred cases of wine."

When Graf looked at the snot-dripping child, who was only about seven or eight years old, and told himself that the Wild Rose Bar needed 100 cases of wine, he had an inexplicable feeling that someone was not deceiving him, right? When he asked, he found out that an adult had given him a nickel to bring the news to Graff. Fortunately, this child has a certain sense of mission, otherwise...

One hundred cases of wine is not a small amount, close to 16,000 yuan. At the same time, Graf also has some doubts. He only sent fifty cases of wine, and it only took three or four days at most, and it was sold out? Not quite right?